I'm going to tell you something that will blow your mind. I know that it fucked up my life big time when it happened. My boyfriend had sex with my very best friend. I caught them fucking right in my own bed! I couldn't believe it, they were fucking in my own bed. If that wasn't more than I could handle, what happened next will blow your mind.

I went out shopping with my sister. We like to go shopping on pay day. We normally don't buy a lot of stuff, just a few things. Sometimes we just pick up some groceries or little items. We like to get out and talk, you know like us women do.

We went shopping and I got a real nice beef brisket. I was going to cook it for my boyfriend. He loved beef, any way that it can be cooked. I think the guy would have ate it raw if I let him. I've never known a man who loved beef as much as that guy did. Sometimes I would catch him eating cheese burgers in his car. I would clean his car out from time to time and he always had a bunch of cheese burger wrappers all through the car.

I came home and I put the stuff away. The whole time I was thinking about how I could cook this brisket for Steven. I was planning a big meal with the brisket and all kinds of fixings. Then, I heard something strange. It was a weird sound coming from my bedroom Steven told me that he had to work that day, so it took me by surprise. I heard people talking, and I couldn't understand who it was. I don't have a television or a radio in my bedroom, so I knew that I didn't leave anything on when I went shopping.

I walked very slowly up to my bedroom door. It was closed, this too was very strange. I never close my bedroom door. I have no reason to, it's just me and Steven here. I stood still and listened to what was going on. This really fucking blew my mind.

"I never knew you liked to eat pussy," I heard Steven say.

Who was eating who's pussy? This made my fucking blood boil. What kind of shit was he doing in my bed? I don't know, but I was going to find out.

"Lick me right there Carla," I heard a voice say.

Who the fuck is Carla? Why is she in my bedroom? How many people were in my bedroom? I had no clue, but I knew that I was about to see something that I didn't like. Something so bad, that it made my stomach sick.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I said as I slammed open the door.

I saw three faces look at me like the world was ending. I couldn't believe what I was looking at. I saw Steven fucking some skinny blond chick. The blond chick was eating another woman's pussy. I have never seen anything so disgusting in my life. I was so mad, my whole body shook.

"Who is that woman?" The blond asked.

"Who am I? Who am I? How about you get the fuck about of my bed!" I said raising my fist in the air.

"Come on Kiran, no need to get mad." Steven said as he put his pants on.

"No need to get mad? You are fucking two women in my bed! First my best friend and now these two bimbos?" I asked in a fit of rage.

I looked at those two women and I looked at Steven. I wanted to punch him right in the face. I wanted him to feel the same amount of anger that I was feeling. I wasn't just feeling anger, I was feeling betrayed. I felt like I was being raped over and over again. I trusted this guy, this guy meant something to me. I also thought my love meant something to him. I thought that the things that I do for him mean something to him.

"Cook your own fucking brisket!" I yelled as I slammed the door.

I really didn't know what else to say. I was so mad, that nothing else came to mind. I got my coat and I left our apartment. I didn't know where I was going to go, but I had to get the fuck out of there. There was no way that I could be in the same room with those women without doing something that I would regret.

I went down to the coffee shop and I drank a few cups of coffee. I know the guy who runs it, so I talked to him for awhile. He's a nice guy, a little weird though. Maybe it's because he drinks too much coffee. I would find it very difficult to work around coffee and not drink a few pots of it each day. Hell, I don't work around coffee and I drink at least a pot of it a day.

I ate a couple donuts while I was at the coffee shop. I was feeling kind of hungry, so I thought I would head home. No matter how much I love donuts, they don't fill me up. I could eat a hundred of them and still feel hungry. I guess I love sweets more than I should.

I left the coffee shop and I went home. I felt I had given Steven enough time to get the sluts out of my bed. I opened the door and there he was, sitting on the couch. Steven looked like he was going to cry.

"Look Kiran, I can explain everything," Steven said as he looked up at me.

"Okay, this is going to be good," I said as I got in his face.

"Calm down and sit down. I can't talk to you when you're in my face like that," Steven said as he tried to sit me down.

"Get your fucking hands off me. I'll sit down if I want!" I yelled as I sat down.

This was something that I really needed to hear. I have never felt this disgusted in my life. I wanted to take my bed and burn it outside. I didn't want to ever lay in the same bed as those filthy sluts did.

"It wasn't what it looked like," Steven said as he talked with his hands.

"Wasn't what it looked like? Let me guess, you where helping her with some physical problems that she has been having?" I said in a smart ass tone.

Steven paused for a minute, like he was thinking about what I told him. For a minute, I actually thought he was going to come up with a line that he was only helping the women. I knew what was really going through his mind. The only thing he was concerned with was, having a place to stay. He wanted to make sure that he wasn't out in the cold.

"They were lonely, I was lonely," Steven explained.

"So, you thought you would help them out by fucking them? I asked.

"Well, kind of...." Steven said as I cut him off.

"Listen here you stupid fucker. I know what you were doing. You were cheating on me. Do you really think I am dumb enough to believe the shit you are about to tell me?" I yelled at him.

I had a plan, something that I knew that would piss him off. It wasn't throwing him out of the house. It wasn't being a mean bitch to him. No, it was much worse than that. I knew what would get him.

"I want you to sleep on the couch so you can think about what you done," I said while waving my finger in his face.

The punishment wasn't sleeping on the couch. I wanted to kick him out of the house, but that would be too simple. That wouldn't hurt him the way he hurt me. I had something better in mind. I knew that I had to keep him around the house and I knew that if I didn't kick him out of the house, he would stay.

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